"I've applied for the school's Special Scholarship for you—thirty thousand yuan. The money should be in your hands within a day or two.
As for the class schedule adjustment, the school board needs to discuss it, but it shouldn't be a problem.
After all, you're a genius. And geniuses deserve certain privileges."
Zhong Zhenguo quickly responded to Lu Sheng's request.
"In addition to that, I can also promise you this:
If you achieve a top ranking in the city for our Baihe No. 3 High School during the college entrance exams, the school will reward you with another bonus.
And during the time before the college entrance exam, if you have any material needs, you can bring them up with the school.
As long as they're not excessive, the school will do its best to meet them.
I, personally, can also offer some help."
When Zhong Zhenguo said this, his expression was formal, treating Lu Sheng as if he were already an equal.
Lu Sheng only needed a moment to understand his intentions.
For a genius student with limitless potential like him, now was the best time to win him over—at the lowest possible cost.
"Thank you, to the school and to you, Mr. Zhong."
Lu Sheng expressed his gratitude, then thought for a moment and added, "One more thing, Mr. Zhong. I hope that my current grades and the treatment I receive at school can be kept from my family for now..."
"I understand."
Zhong Zhenguo nodded.
As martial artists, they could understand Lu Sheng's sudden surge in strength, but it wouldn't be so easy for an ordinary family to grasp.
If Lu Sheng's parents started probing and interfering, it might disrupt his cultivation progress. No one wanted that to happen.
"If there's nothing else, I'll be heading out then, Mr. Zhong."
"Go on."
Zhong Zhenguo waved his hand, watching Lu Sheng walk out of the office.
A few minutes after Lu Sheng left, Zhong Zhenguo suddenly jumped up from his chair.
The calm on his face vanished, replaced by undisguised joy and satisfaction.
"Lu Sheng—our Baihe No. 3 High actually produced a student like Lu Sheng!"
"A Level One Official Warrior under eighteen, with a Combat Power Rating close to 200!"
"Before the college entrance exam, I need to keep Lu Sheng hidden—a secret weapon. When the exam comes, we'll blow the minds of the students at No. 1 and No. 2 High! Haha, just imagining the looks on their faces gets me excited..."
"I have to tell the principal right away!"
Grinning from ear to ear, Zhong Zhenguo walked out of his office.
...
By the time Lu Sheng returned to class, the practical combat lesson had long ended, and all the students were back.
The moment he stepped into the classroom, the once rowdy space fell utterly silent.
All eyes turned to him instantly.
Shock, awe, curiosity, admiration, fear...
Lu Sheng walked calmly back to his seat.
The moment he sat down, the classroom gradually returned to its noisy state.
Just like when a tiger walks into a flock of sheep—the entire herd freezes in terror.
And when the tiger rests, the panicked lambs return to their usual noisy selves.
Lu Sheng was that tiger.
Not long after he sat down, he saw a pale-faced Yang Yifei being helped into the classroom, limping.
The moment Yang Yifei spotted Lu Sheng, resentment and hatred flashed in his eyes.
But the moment Lu Sheng's eyes met his, he immediately flinched and looked away.
Clearly, he'd been frightened by Lu Sheng's punch in the practical combat class.
Nearby, Liu Qiming tried several times to approach Lu Sheng and strike up a conversation.
But each time, he hesitated and couldn't open his mouth.
He looked at Lu Sheng sitting calmly, flipping through a as if nothing had happened, and felt a sudden sense of disorientation.
He suddenly realized—this best friend of his had become... distant and unfamiliar.
...
Baihe City, Central Mall.
Inside a shop named "Martial Medicine Hall," a tall, upright young man in a school uniform was browsing the items in the display case.
A store clerk approached him politely. "Sir, what kind of supplements are you looking for?"
The boy looked up, revealing a handsome, slender face, and shook his head.
"I'm just looking. I'm not buying."
"Alright."
The saleswoman wisely stepped aside.
It was clear the student in front of her wasn't a likely customer.
The boy was, of course, Lu Sheng, casually browsing after school.
With a scholarship on the way, he'd rushed to the mall, eager to plan how to use the money.
Not because he couldn't wait to spend it, but because he was desperate to increase his strength.
In recent days, as his Body Tempering Art and Breath Control Technique progressed rapidly, Lu Sheng increasingly felt an intense "hunger" from his body.
It was a sign that his Vitality Index was rising quickly and his body was running on empty.
Every muscle, every cell in his body, craved nourishment.
Even though his father, Lu Dahai, had bought him some supplements last week, they were barely a drop in the bucket and had little effect.
If this "malnourished" state continued, it could lead to permanent, irreversible damage to his body—and even a decline in strength.
After all, the Martial Path was a continuous process of tapping into human potential.
An increase in the Vitality Index was proof that human potential was being activated.
But potential came with a price. If not replenished in time, it could backfire and harm the practitioner.
And replenishment required absorbing massive amounts of external energy.
Through food, and more importantly—medicinal supplements.
Food only provided a small portion of the needed energy. It was the precious herbs and medicines packed with nutrients that were the real key.
Naturally, those didn't come cheap.
So the saying "Poor scholars, rich warriors" wasn't just empty words.
"Supplements on the market fall into two main categories—external and internal.
External ones include medicinal baths, ointments, acupuncture, patches, and so on.
They're generally milder and absorb faster, with better efficiency. But they're also complicated to use, require strict conditions, and the effects decrease with repeated use—meaning you constantly need to change the formula.
I'll stick to internal supplements."
Lu Sheng focused his attention primarily on internal-use supplements.
But the prices made him frown.
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